The peaceful and peaceful Goblin Village was now unrecognizable, with ruins and black smoke rising from the rain as the flames were extinguished.

The village was in shambles.

The rapid shouting in the drizzle penetrated the rain curtain and spread far away.

"Quick. Top up. If we are defeated, no one will survive. ”

"Think of your poor relatives shivering in the house. Only your sacrifice will be able to buy their safety. ”

"Alright. Ready for the next batch! Burning. ”

"Frozen."

……

The Goblin Guards were burned to charcoal, or ice into ice sculptures, smashed into pulp, or dismantled.

The battlefield was littered with corpses.

In this purgatory-like scene, a ghostly black figure kept shuttling by.

After a terrible scream, the new group of goblin guards died, and the dark ghost was revealed.

I saw that the black flame that shrouded him was uncertain, and the pitch-black armor under the black flame was even more damaged, revealing the light blue skin underneath. Wearing the mutilated armor, it was already sweating on its forehead, and it was standing in place and gasping violently.

This person is Zheng Ming. The experience of his previous life gave him a mature mind, and he was in the ivory tower until he died, which gave him the innocence of his age.

So he didn't expect the other party to be so cruel to his fellow clan, and he was caught off guard by the human wall tactics. Even as he managed to avoid the seemingly threatening attacks, he was inevitably wounded by the ensuing onslaught.

It was compressed to dodge space, and it withstood a lot of attacks, so it was quite embarrassed to take a break at this time.

"It's dying. The next batch is on top. ”

Under the command of Sabidulia, among the surrounding goblin guards, another group rushed out.

Their faces were full of dead will, and their eyes were determined. It constantly compressed Zheng Ming's activity space, and even hugged it miserably despite the burning of the black flame.

Even as a hostile party, looking at the goblins who disregarded their own lives and desperately wanted to die with him, Zheng Ming couldn't help but feel emotion in his heart.

Maybe this is the way to survive as a weak person in a cruel living environment. Desperate for life, even life for injury.

In this cruel world, sympathy has always depended on the mood of the strong, and the only thing the weak can do is to survive in this way.

There is no distinction between good and evil, between voluntary and coercive. There is only the helplessness when there is no choice and the naturalness that has been cultivated over the years. That's what their eyes told Zheng Ming before they died.

"Boom."

Another fireball the size of a human head flew and landed on Zheng Ming, who was unable to move after being held. Sparks flew in the roar, slapping into the goblins around Zheng Ming.

"Whew,."

In the incomprehensible burning sound, the aroma of meat and the stench were accompanied, burrowing into Zheng Ming's nose. It is almost disgusting when it is in a state of sensory enhancement.

However, in a state of suppressed emotions, he could not show the slightest. He could only slap off the fragments of the armor on his body expressionlessly, and after confirming the injuries on the skin under him, he turned his head to look at Sabidulia and the others who were attacking from afar.

"Quick, the next batch will be on top."

……

After another continuous offensive, the attacks of Sabidulia and the others also weakened slightly. At this time, Zheng Ming's armor was already full of cracks.

"Bang."

A boulder the size of a two-handed hugging body flew at an extremely fast speed, knocking Zheng Ming out and crushing the goblins around it into meat sauce.

"Phew."

Zheng Ming staggered to his feet. I don't know if it's because of the foreign object in its mouth or because it disdains the cruelty of the other party, it tilted its head slightly and spat it.

Sabidulia, who had focused all his attention on Zheng Ming, saw that he had not seen a new batch of goblin guards for a long time, and hurriedly shouted, "The next batch." Next batch. ”

"There's no next batch."

The one who spoke was the Goblin Village Chief, who had woken up and joined the warband halfway through. I saw that his face was full of heartache and guilt at this time, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently when he looked at the corpses of his fellow clansmen around Zheng Ming.

After being alerted by the Goblin Village Chief, Sabidulia realizes that all the Goblin Guards have died.

With a wave of his expressionless hand, he said to the remaining nine Goblin powerhouses, "Their sacrifice is worth it. It's the end of the crossbow. It's up to us next. Let's go together. ”

"Click."

Just when everyone was about to make a move, a loud sound suddenly sounded from Zheng Ming's body, and everyone suddenly stopped with fear on their faces.

"Click, click, click."

With a crisp sound, the black armor on Zheng Ming's body shattered and disappeared into a cloud of light.

"Good. Its armor shattered. ”

Seeing the black armor that everyone felt troublesome shattered and disappeared, Sisjie was overjoyed, and the goblins were also overjoyed.

However, to the surprise of the goblins, the other party, who was obviously crumbling and in a desperate situation, did not have the slightest clue on his face. It just looked at itself calmly, and asked seemingly unrelated questions in a flat tone.

Zheng Ming: "Why sacrifice those innocent villagers in vain? Aren't you of the same kind? Now all the young people in this village are dead. Don't you feel distressed? ”

Sabidulia: "Oh, do you want to be a ghost knowing that you are going to die?" Needless to say? Of course, to wear you down, to defeat you, to kill you. They themselves understand. As a weak person, when facing a strong person, he will only lose his life. ”

Zheng Ming: "Didn't they spare their lives, didn't they all die?" ”

Sabidulia: "At least their deaths are worth it. Their relatives, their kindred, survived. This is the survival of the weak! ”

Zheng Ming: "If you go together at the beginning, although I will kill a few people, you should be able to defeat me and avoid their death, right?" How is the latter more important than a few lives and dozens of lives? ”

Hearing the conversation between Zheng Ming and Sabidulia, Sisjie couldn't help but sneer.

Sisje: "We are the strongest of the villages, and some of them even represent the heritage of the village. How can our lives be the same as theirs? What if they die? Anyway, in a few years, when those children grow up, the number will increase again. We are the fundamental ......"

Seeing Sisjie make everyone's thoughts public, Sabidulia frowned and interrupted his next words.

"Enough. Don't give it a respite, let's get on it together. ”

With Sabidulia taking the lead, the rest of the goblins nodded. They scattered in all directions, surrounded Zheng Ming, and slowly approached it.

While they cautiously closed the encirclement, Zheng Ming watched their movements quietly as if he had given up resistance.

The encirclement tightened more and more, and the nearest metal armor goblin even felt that he could insert the sword in his hand into Zheng Minghou's heart, who was facing away from him, by taking a few more steps forward.

Just when he was hesitating whether to attack first, Zheng Ming's flat voice came again.

"So their sacrifice is only because of your lives?"

"Are you still finished? Even if we are of the same clan, we don't care, what do you care? And all this is not because of you? ”

After receiving Sabidulia's impatient answer, Zheng Ming turned his head to look at him and asked with a serious face, "Do you know why I didn't try to break out of the encirclement, but kept fighting you in the encirclement?" ”

The sudden question made the goblins present slightly stunned, and the pace of continuous convergence also stopped.

Sisjie: "What do you mean?" ”

"It's time for you to taste their helplessness, unwillingness, fear, and anger!"

As soon as Zheng Ming's words fell, among the bones piled up around him, pitch-black flames suddenly ignited.

The raging flames entangled and fused with each other, and in an instant, they reached the height of a human being, enveloping Zheng Ming and the goblins in it.

I saw Zheng Ming, who was in the center, spread his hands and looked up to the sky and sighed softly: "The time has come to reap the consequences." I will make your pain clear to them. Come out. Demon Flame! ”

The pitch-black demonic flames surged, forming the image of a skull in the blink of an eye. I saw that the hideous skull roared silently in the sky, like a demonic flame that roared and howled angrily, and pounced on the goblins present.

A terrible scream full of horror suddenly sounded from the depths of the black flame, echoing in mid-air.